i blinked my eyes open.

where am I? i thought groggily. i sniffed. was mom making pancakes? I sat up. I looked around. Grief pierced my heart. I wasn't home. I wasn't at home. I was at my aunt's house in New York. Stupid New York.

I set the picture down and stood up. This was my life now. That's how it is. I sighed and exited the room. Colors popped out at me. My life.

"Breakfast!" My aunt's voice came from downstairs. I grumbled to myself before stepping down the carpeted stairs. Aunt Kioshi looked strangely perky for the week after her sister and brother-in-law died. "I enrolled you in school. I want things to become normal as possible."

"Why?" I moaned, sitting on one of those fancy,plastic,spinny stools.

"Why mope? they're gone. I would give my life in order to bring even one of them back. But we can't so... just battle through it. I work across the street from your new school anyway." She shrugged and put a chocolate chip and blueberry pancake on my plate and coated it in syrup. I sighed and ate it within a few minutes.

"What about clothes?" I inquired. My stuff wasn't suppose to come till tonight.

"I thought you might like an outfit from your mother's emo days. She was about your age." She smiled. " It's in my room. go and get it when your ready to get ready." I sighed again. I wasn't ready to even go to school. I Got up trudged back up the stairs.

I opened my aunt's room to see a bunch of hippie stuff and souvenirs from many places. I poked a dream catcher with bluejay feathers before looking at the scooby doo blanketed bed. sheesh. Scooby Doo sheets, Scooby Doo blanket. Weirdo. I looked at the outfit. It consisted of a black button up coat, A white shirt, and a black knee-length skirt. It actually didn't look that bad. I quickly took the outfit and crossed the hall to my room. I had my own office area so i went in there to change since it had no windows.

After that i went back downstairs to see my aunt running out the door calling over her shoulder, "I'll wait in the car!" She closed the elevator. Frustrated, i took the back exit and ran down about a million stairs.

Out of breath, i ran out to the car and collapsed into the front passenger seat.

"You really want to be an hour early?"